Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed.

Qi Luoer felt that her feet had finally set foot on the ground.

There is a slight wind blowing around, and there is a unique salty awakening in the wind >

The sound of waves hitting the shore came from my ears...[

She froze and opened her eyes.

Suddenly stayed there!

All I saw was an ocean.

The sea water kissed the embankment lightly, making a rushing sound.

On the surface of the sea, there are layers of white mist, under the breeze of the morning breeze, either light or thick >

The towers are looming in the fog, mysterious and beautiful.

Mirage? !This is a mirage!

Qi Luoer's eyes widened. Although she didn't know how she came here, the wonder in front of her almost made her intoxicated.

Yue Wushang quietly looked at her from the side, and saw that her big eyes were shining with excitement, and her small face seemed to be illuminated by the rising sun, shining dazzlingly.

My mind suddenly trembled, and a trace of softness softened in my heart.

"Little Luoer, how is it? Is my Mirage Palace beautiful? The Yunfu Palace of Bi Yunhua is also good, right?"

Qi Luoer was taken aback for a moment, she thought that the scenery of the Demon Palace must be one of jagged rocks, overcast clouds and dreary wind.

I didn't expect it to be so weird and magnificent!

Although he was admiring in his heart, he didn't want to give Yue Wushang a good face, and said lightly: "So this is your old lair, I heard that the lair of the Demon Cult is extremely difficult to find, you let me see the whole process of entering, don't be afraid that I will give you trouble." You revealed it?"

Yue Wushang nodded solemnly, touched his chin: "Well, it doesn't matter what you said—it seems that I can only try to make you shut up."

Qi Luoer was shocked, and looked at him: "The mouth of a dead man is the most reliable, do you want to silence me now?"

Yue Wushang shook his head: "Dead people's mouths are not reliable, you will become a ghost when you die, and as far as I know, Yun Hua seems to have a good relationship with the old man of the king of hell, asking for everyone's soul, the old man of the king of hell is I won't refuse..."

"Then what do you want to do to me? Beat me to pieces?"

Qi Luoer's small face turned slightly pale. [

"Well, what you say is a good idea! But—"